The Intimate Cure
I grabbed a wet towel and wiped down Kim Se-in's body. Her hunter gear had kept the dust and blood from seeping through, but she was drenched in sweat, so that needed tending to first. Part of me thought it was overkill to go this far just for sex, but on the other hand, getting to see her naked like this wasn't half bad.
It was a stunning body that never lost its beauty, no matter the circumstances. She had natural athleticism, honed even further by her hunter activities.
What kind of story does she have?
Was she so desperate that she had to dive into a dungeon alone? My gut told me it was money troubles. Hard to think of any other reason. I'd never realized even an A-rank hunter could be hounded by debt. Of course, there had to be some unusual circumstances. The bigger the money you handle, the harder it crashes down when it goes wrong. Say you lease weapons and gear worth billions, then suddenly lose your abilities—you'd be sunk. Not that hunters lose their powers out of nowhere, but still.
Park Hyun-jun and Kim Hyun-cheol had lost most of their mana but somehow clung to S-rank status. I slipped my hand behind Kim Se-in's back and unhooked her bra. It was a sports-style one, made to wick away sweat. Even lying there in her underwear, the deep valley of her cleavage was striking. Once I peeled off the tight fabric, her full breasts spilled naturally to the sides.
"Ah..."
I couldn't help but marvel at her breasts. Perfectly firm yet soft-looking, shaped like they'd been custom-designed by some expert. The nipples sat in just the right spot, a lovely lip-red hue. Come to think of it, I didn't need to take off her bra. The thought hit me after the fact. For a purely therapeutic fuck, I could've just pulled down her panties. But subconsciously, I'd stripped it off—and I was damn glad. If I hadn't, I never would've known. Her breasts were even more breathtaking fully exposed than they'd seemed clothed.
Naturally, more blood rushed to my cock.
"Gulp."
I swallowed dryly and reached for her panties.
"Mm..."
She twitched suddenly, startling me. But there was no way she was regaining consciousness now. Kang A-jin had admitted her condition was critical. If there was one thing to rely on for treatment, it was sex with me. Steeling myself, I slid off her panties. The scrap of fabric trailed down her firm thighs, past her smooth calves, and off feet so pristine it was hard to believe they belonged to a battle-hardened hunter.
"..."
Kim Se-in's naked body was a work of art. If anything, its perfection only deepened my guilt. I'd decided on sex purely for healing, but with a body like this, I knew I'd end up enjoying it. Probably shouldn't call it a win-win here. I wasn't a doctor, after all. Fucking her without consent and chasing pleasure on top? That felt too shitty.
A sparse patch of soft pubic hair crowned the entrance to her inverted triangle. Just the right amount, perfectly placed. I spread her long legs. As expected, her pussy was gorgeous—clean, ideally sized, glistening with sweat. I dabbed away the moisture there with the towel too.
"Haaa..."
She let out a different kind of moan than before, her legs shifting alternately as if she sensed a stranger touching her most private spot. Once the towel dried her off, her pussy looked fluffy and fresh. I couldn't just ram my big cock into something that dry. Lube would've been perfect, but I didn't have any at home. Lately, I'd been lucky with amazing women, none of whom needed it—their pussies were never that parched. Some even gushed unbelievable amounts of nectar.
I slipped a finger between her tightly closed folds. The perfect slit parted to reveal its pink secrets. Spreading with thumb and index, her shy clit peeked out, plump and inviting. It didn't look like one that had seen much action. I brushed it with my fingertip. The cute little nub danced, tilting this way and that.
"Ah! Haaah!"
Her reaction was intense. I could tell it wasn't pain—this was different from her earlier groans. If touching her clit felt good and eased her suffering, even a little... With that in mind, I focused on it, rubbing gently with my finger before bringing my tongue to bear.
"Hnnngh!"
Her hips bucked. Judging by her looks and vibe, she didn't seem the type obsessed with sex. Yet her responses were fierce—probably because she was deep in unconsciousness. Valentina said the poison could stoke lust. Never mind how a Brazilian knew an obscure term like yin desire; point was, the toxin could heighten arousal. That explained her reactions.
If this is Kim Se-in's last fuck...
And if the poison amplified her pleasure, then what I was doing had justification. At least she'd feel ecstasy before death. I dove in more aggressively, lavishing her clit with my mouth.
Lick lick lick.
Maybe it was my imagination, but her pussy tasted sweet. As I tongued her clit, I probed her entrance with a finger. Sure enough, warm nectar began to flow. Excellent sign. I eased my finger inside slowly. Her tight walls gripped it snugly. She didn't look young, but a virgin hunch hit me. Rare in her twenties, sure—but surprisingly, many women exposed to my ability had been untouched. Lisa the construct aside, Kim Seol-bi, Kim Eun-bi, Kang A-jin, and Jo A-young had all lost their virginities to me. By that logic, Kim Se-in wasn't impossible.
I kept my finger shallow, avoiding too much pressure. Not about breaking any hymen—just didn't want overwhelming stimulation. At first, fucking her semi-conscious felt wrong. But now? Her beauty aside, she was responding so sensitively to my touch. It wouldn't feel much different from sex with a conscious woman. I needed to invest in this. Make sure her pussy flowed enough to take my cock without strain. Full foreplay it was.
No more guilt. Time to go all in. I lifted my face from between her legs and slid up her body.
"Mm, hnnngh."
Pain or pleasure from our skin meeting? Hard to say as she moaned. I gazed at her face, now sexily flushed.
She's really pretty...
Couldn't argue with Valentina's top 0.1% beauty claim. If Kim Seol-bi played pretty supporting roles as an actress, Kim Se-in had lead-protagonist written all over her face. The aura, the type of beauty—it didn't suit side characters. If she'd gone into entertainment instead, maybe she'd have avoided this mess. Hunters got more glory than idols these days, but a beauty like her could've coasted easy. No clue where her life went wrong. If she survived—if my sex saved her—I wanted to untangle that knot for her.
With those thoughts, I kissed her red, lovely lips.
"Mmm..."